A is for....anyone awake?

If you read my last blog post (which I totally don't blame you if you didn't cause I mean, it was about finals and stuff...and those kinda suck...), you wouldn't be surprised that my roommates and I were at the library studying until 2:00 last night. As we were ascending from the second floor (our designated study floor....the periodicals...great place) we were somewhat dismayed to see that it was raining outside. No, not raining. More like sleeting. At first we grumbled about having to walk home in it, but once outside, the world became our slip n slide! Our cold, wet, slushy, icy slip n slide! At some point, on the way home, Tanisha had this great idea that we should wash our hair in the rain! Well since it was actually warm enough to rain (as opposed to snow) and probably more since it was 2:00 in the morning, we all agreed that this was, in fact, a wondrous idea!

So we quickly ran inside and swapped our books for shampoo and ran back outside, doing our best to get our hair as wet as we could. As it turns out, it's not as easy as you'd think. It actually takes quite awhile for

enough rain to accumulate on your head to sufficiently lather and rinse. (Okay, to just lather--rinsing is a whole 'nother story) Tanisha actually took the liberty of dipping her lusciously long hair into the water running down the sidewalk in attempt to get it wet enough (hey, she was washing it anyway). Well this was all fun and stuff washing our hair, but like I said, it took longer than anticipated to get through the "lather" stage, aint nobody got time for "rinse" and "repeat!" 

It was late and we were cold at this point so we decided it was time to go inside and finish up our little shower experience in the warmth of our apartment. We all kind of stood by the door waiting for someone to grab out their key to let us all in.....and we waited....and we waited...and lo

and behold, nobody had a key! Yeah, that was a fun realization to make at 2:30 in the morning, in the pouring rain, in the middle of December....But no big deal, right? I mean, we had two other roommates who weren't with us. All we had to do was wake them up and have them come let us in....so we called Shalee....and then Chandler...and then Shalee....oh, but luckily, we're on the first floor! So we just ran around and started pounding on Shalee's window....and then Chandler's window....of course! It just had to be the two heaviest sleepers who weren't with us! 

It's funny, like the first week of the semester, Tanisha went through a similar experience, being locked out of our apartment. I had a hard time believing that we didn't wake up to her repeated phone calls and window pounding.....now I know better. I feel her pain.

So back to the story, it's pouring rain, we're freezing cold, there's shampoo in our hair, and we just want to go inside! Luckily, the light is on in the apartment above ours, who just so happen to be our FHE sisters! So we quickly try to figure out who it is that is crazy enough to be awake at almost 3:00 in the morning during finals week and then quickly start making phone calls! I imagine it was pretty funny for Bri to answer the phone and hear "Hi, so we noticed that you're watching tv or something (Bri said she thought we were calling to tell her to turn it down), so funny story, we kind of are locked out of the building...." It was pretty funny to see Bri run to the window and look down at our poor, pitiful, lathered up selves. Since she is pretty much the greatest person in the world, she let us in the building, reassuring us that we could join her for Christmas movies upstairs if we couldn't get in to our apartment. 

Finally out of the rain, we were faced with the last barrier between us and a hot shower. The door to our apartment. Of course, if Shalee and Chandler didn't wake up to us knocking on their windows, there was no way they would wake up to us knocking on our front door! So we kind of just sat there in the hallway, repeatedly calling them, praying that the incessant vibrating of a cell phone would wake one of them up. It didn't. :/ Well at least we were inside the building....we could rinse our hair out in the sink in the lobby bathroom and sleep on the couches in the activity room....yeah that was a solid plan for the night before our last finals...Finally, Kelsi got this great idea that had somehow escaped us from the very beginning and texted our RA! Luckily, she was awake and was at our door in no time. She took one look at us--dripping wet with shampoo and towels in our hands, and decided it was probably for the better to not ask questions.

So next time it's raining and you have a brilliant plan to wash your hair in the great outdoors, here are a few key things to remember:

1) It takes FOREVER to get your hair as wet as a shower can get it. Unless you're planning on sticking your head in the snow or in the rainwater running down the sidewalk, either plan for when you have some spare time, or maybe do some preliminary dampening of your hair.

2) TAKE A KEY!

3) If you're planning on forgetting your key, you probably should not engage in this activity at the wee hours of the night when your building is locked, and everyone is asleep.

With those three things in mind, happy showering to ya! 

Rub-a-dub-dub

Four girls locked out in the rain

With awkward shampoo bottles and shame

-Kelsi Wilson

A is for...anxiety.

Well ladies and gentlemen, it's finals week. You know, it's funny, I didn't think a church school would host such an unholy devilish week of horror. Yet here I find myself in the midst of what could quite possibly be the worst week of my life! But you know what, it's okay....I'm surviving....haven't failed anything...yet. My

student government adviser in high school, Mr. Baczuk, once told us that journaling can help calm you down and clear your mind resulting in better performance on tests, and blogging is similar to journaling right? So I've resorted to depending on my blog to ease my anxiety and get me through my remaining tests this week.

So basically, for the last couple of weeks, I've had this false sense of security. With classes winding down, even though I begged it not to, my brain decided to wind down as well. I was well aware that I couldn't afford to check out for the year quite yet, but I just couldn't help it. So in attempt to give my mind a quick reprieve, I skipped town immediately after my last class ended (and by skipped town, I mean I spent two days about thirty miles away in Draper, helping my aunt with her kids and Christmas shopping).

Unfortunately, I had to go back to school bright and early Friday morning and then proceeded to spend the ENTIRE DAY in reviews. Don't get me wrong, reviews are great! They're usually very helpful in preparing for tests, but after about three of them (in a row) they get kind of...well...I don't know...HORRIBLE!! But you know what, it was good. It kind of forced my brain to turn back on and remember everything that I have learned this semester. So when my roommates invited me to their study party in the library that night, I was on board and ready to learn! (yipee!) Towards the end of the semester, the library stays open until 2:00 am, so you know, why not take full advantage and stay there until it closes? Yeah....don't think I ever wanna study past midnight again! (Actually, I never want to study again, period) But there is one good thing about staying until the library closes. For the last fifteen minutes they blast upbeat music! I think it's to wake everyone up and let them know it's time to get out. It's pretty fun though! Like, it just gives me a second wind! When that music starts playing I feel like I can take on the world! I wish they'd blast music every time I walked out of the library...

So as a reward for so diligently studying, we all decided to go to Denny's once we had been kicked out of the library! I guess going to Denny's at absurd hours has kind of been the norm for me lately. But let me tell

Note, this photo was taken after
a lot of people had left...I swear
it was busier than it looks!

ya, Denny's at two in the morning in a college town is much different from Denny's at two in the morning in Idaho Falls. It was packed! Like I seriously had no idea that Denny's ever had that many people there! I'm actually almost positive that there were more people there at 2:00 than had been there during the day the entire week. Finals week probably helps a lot with business what with college students needing a pancake fix after studying for an obscene number of hours!

 So after having spent basically my entire weekend studying, I was feeling pretty confident about my upcoming tests (well at least the half I had studied for that weekend) Sunday night. At about midnight, my roommate Shalee prompted me to go to bed, so that I'd have a good night's rest and be ready to conquer a week full of finals. So I heeded her advice and put my computer away, turned off my light, and laid down to

go to sleep. As I was laying there, the most horrible thought came to me! In the midst of all my studying, I had not had time to check Facebook that day! Well I couldn't possibly go to bed without knowing what all of those people whom I had apparently met at some point in my life but no longer really care much about had been up to that day! So I grabbed my phone and opened up Facebook, just for a quick check. About twenty minutes later, once I had confirmed my assumption that I really hadn't missed out on anything by not checking Facebook (but at least I knew that I hadn't missed something great), I just had to get on Pinterest....real quick! Yeah...if you're an avid pinner like me, you know that "Pinterest" and "real quick" don't belong in the same sentence EVER, unless there is a negating word in the middle. So about half an hour (quite possibly much, much longer) later, I finally put my phone down and rolled over to go to sleep. But then I had a problem! I just wasn't tired! But alas, I had a great solution! I'd just start a movie and then I was certain to fall asleep in the midst of it (as I most often do). So I grabbed my computer and turned on my favorite movie, Pitch Perfect. Approximately 112 minutes later, guess who was still awake?! Yep, that'd be me! But at this point, the anxiety that I didn't even know I had for finals started to manifest itself. I seriously had a full out panic attack right there in my bed! Deciding that I needed some fresh air, I quietly got out of bed and snuck out of my room (trying my very best not to wake Shalee, who had already woken up once and given me a dirty look for not being asleep like we had agreed on at midnight). Before I got to the front door of my

My schedule for this week

apartment, I realized that there was noise coming from Michaela's room. Yes, Michaela, Kelsi, and Tanisha were still wide awake as well! I couldn't resist popping into their room to see what was going on, and I definitely stayed there much longer than intended! I only left after I had mentioned that I was not feeling well (due to anxiety) and Tanisha had a total meltdown out of fear of me getting sick (she has a pathological fear of throwing up). Yeah, that was my cue to leave. Back in my room, I picked up a book, positive that reading would lull me to sleep. 100 pages later.....yeah, by this point I had pretty much given up on life. I had come to terms with the fact that I would probably never fall asleep, resulting in me failing my finals, resulting in me getting kicked out of college, resulting in me living under an overpass. You know what, that future was surprisingly easy to accept at 5:00 in the morning....but luckily for me, I eventually drifted off to sleep, slept in till 1:00, and totally rocked the final I took that day. So it looks like I'll be avoiding the overpass life for now!

I know this post is already kind of long, but I'd just like to throw in the fact that I'm not the only one who has been affected by finals week. Last night, as we were going to bed, Shalee, who normally turns off the light and is instantly asleep, started a conversation that went like this...

Shalee: I miss Dex

Me: I wish I could bring him to you

Shalee: No, I wouldn't want him to come home early

Me: No! I wish I could fast forward time and bring him to you

Shalee: Yeah! That'd be great! Did you know we're coming back from our missions within a few weeks of each other?

Me: Coincidence? I think not

Shalee: It's definitely coincidence! Oh my goodness, why is life so great? Oh my gosh! I'm going on a mission! I'm so excited! Oh my gosh! I'm going to Bolivia! What am I even going to do there?! I can't do this! Why is life so complicated! I need a shoe!

Me: Why do you need a shoe?

Shalee: (hopping out of bed and searching for a shoe) I'm going to throw it at the wall! I don't want to hit you, so duck! (She then proceeds to chuck a shoe at the wall!)

Me: Why'd you do that?!

Shalee: Now Chandler will think you kicked the wall! Oh my gosh, I'm gonna call Kelsi!

She then called Kelsi, babbled to her about how she was wide awake and wanted food (Kelsi and Michaela were going to McDonalds) and then hung up the phone and was basically instantly asleep! It was pretty funny!! (Love ya Shalee!)  I'm going to miss that girl!! She is hands down the best roommate I could ask for! But I know there are people in Bolivia just waiting for her to get there to teach them the gospel!

So yep, that's basically all I've got! Sorry that was so long! But now, according to Baczuk's theory, I should pretty much kill the rest of my finals! And then I'll be home free!! Hooray for Christmas break!!

A is for...appreciation, aunts, and ambrosia.

In the past I've always claimed that Thanksgiving was my least favorite holiday. I mean, the idea of Thanksgiving is great, but shouldn't we be thankful all year round? And I've never been a huge fan of the food we eat on Thanksgiving....I mean , why turkey? Why can't we eat burgers or steak or even tacos? And pie? Why not chocolate cake? I guess really the only thing I liked about Thanksgiving was getting to see my family and having a week off of school. But this Thanksgiving, however, I've gained a new appreciation for the holiday. I'll admit, I went into it with kind of a poor attitude, but five hours later, I can say that this year has been the best Thanksgiving yet! I had a great time visiting with all of my family and the food was definitely good enough to be eaten by the gods (ambrosia=nectar of the gods by the way). Maybe my new opinion of the food has been provoked by eating cereal and ramen for the past three months, but still, I couldn't have left my aunt's house feeling any happier or any more full.

In light of the holiday, I have decided to write a brief post of some things I am most thankful for in my life. If I were to list them all out, I would be here typing for an awfully long time and you would probably get bored pretty fast so I'll limit it to just the two things I have felt the most appreciation for lately.

First of all, I am thankful for my friends. During my short holiday-induced reprieve from school, I was able to see my best friends in Idaho, Krista and Kelsey. I wasn't even home an hour before they made the trek out to my house to steal me away for a night full of wonder and mystery. Okay, maybe it was a night full of hot tubbing and Denny's but same thing right? It's funny, I can't even count how many sleepovers I have had with those two over the years, and not once have we stayed up later than maybe 2:00. This time, however, we recognized that it was our one chance to see each other for the next month and we simply did not have time to sleep. So we started off with the traditional hot tubbing, telling all our juicy secrets and crazy stories from college, then we moved it inside to reminisce on the good old days, before heading to Denny's at 2:00 for a nice (post) midnight snack.

Denny's! 2:00 am

The plan was to go home and go to bed after Denny's, but somehow we ended up rampaging Walmart for another hour, and then getting a Redbox movie before heading home. Our intentions were to watch the movie and all eventually doze off, but somehow we all managed to stay awake throughout the movie and then stay up laughing and enjoying each other's company for an hour after it ended. Finally, at 6:00 we dozed off! As much as we would have all loved to sleep in, we just had too much to do and were up and going at 10:00 the next day. Sure, we may have been zombies, but down the road, we can now say "Hey, remember that time we stayed up all night?" and have great memories come flooding back. I mean, how often do you hear someone say "Remember that time we all had a great night's sleep?" Yeah, exactly! So basically, I just have the greatest friends in the world and I wouldn't trade them for anything. They've been there for me through thick and thin and I'm grateful for the great influence they've had in my life.

Secondly, I am thankful for an amazing family. It wasn't until I moved out that I realized just how much they did for me. I've been so blessed to be a part of a family who is so loving and willing to help out whenever help is needed. Spending Thanksgiving with my Siddoway family was such a blessing this year. With several cousins who are married and have their own families, it's rare that we are all together. And while not everyone could be there, I was able to spend time with family I haven't seen for a long time. And we certainly ate, drank (water), and were merry today!

There are a few family members who I am especially thankful to have in my life.
First of all, my mom. She is the most amazing woman on this planet! I literally would not be here today if it wasn't for her. She has been a perfect example to me and has always worked towards providing a bright future for me. I know that whenever I have a question about cooking or laundry (which is basically any time I engage in either of those activities) I can count on my mom to answer the phone and help me out.
Secondly, my dad is one of the most influential people in my life. He is such a hard worker and has the best sense of humor that he has passed on to me. There is never a dull moment when he is around. While he may seem tough and mean on the outside (you're welcome for the compliment Dad), he's really a big softie on the inside and I know he would do anything for me.
Today at Thanksgiving, I discovered that this blog actually has a fan base that consists mainly of my aunts. So I'd like to take a second to say that I have the greatest aunts in the world! My aunt Nichole is one of the spunkiest people out there! She has a great sense of humor and loves to have fun! My aunt Cindy is probably the nicest person I've met (besides my dad of course)! She would seriously do anything for anyone and I aspire to be like her! My aunt Alicia is just the greatest! I don't think it's even possible not to love that woman! She is so supportive and so much fun to be around! And even though I didn't get to spend Thanksgiving with her, I'd like to mention how grateful I am for my aunt Jessica. She is literally my best friend down in Utah and I know I can count on her to take me in whenever I need a weekend away from school! She is a huge influence in my life and I look up to her so much! So there ya go, you lovely ladies! A mention in the good ol' blog! You're basically famous now! You're welcome! ;)

So yep, I pretty much have the best family out there and you should all be jealous...unless of course you are a part of my family, in that case you can sleep well tonight knowing that you are a part of the greatest family in the world. I hope you all had a Thanksgiving as great as mine and now that we are all full of delicious food,  it's time to take a nap and get ready to go out and fight the crowds of Black Friday (that has somehow turned into Black Thursday Night). Best of luck to you in your battles for great deals!

A is for...aging.

Well, as of yesterday I am officially 19! Crazy!! I'm getting so old!! Okay, to be honest, 19 feels an awful lot like 18....the only difference I have been able to determine thus far is that next year, instead of turning 19, I'll be turning 20!! Wow! That sounds so old! I will no longer be a teenager! What do I even do once I'm 20? I mean, I know how to be a teenager! I've had like six years of practice...I'm pretty much pro by now! All I have to do is go to school, make friends, have fun, live carefree, do stupid things, be myself, make jokes, pretend I know everything, have attitude, and eat a lot of junk food! But once I'm 20 I have to grow up and stuff. Like, live in the real world! Honestly, that thought terrifies me! But I guess there's no avoiding it. We all have to grow up eventually, and as much as I would like to be able to stop time and spend eternities living in the moments which I most enjoy, I simply can't. Life goes on. We grow up.

I suppose growing up is something we've been doing our whole lives, and not something that can be determined in a single moment. Growing up is also something that can't be done all at once. It has to be done in stages. We have to be able to experience freedom a little bit at a time and start to experiment with which choices are going to bring us the most happiness. We've all done stupid things a time or two....or three hundred....and each one of those bad decisions has helped shape us into the person we are. They have helped us to grow up. Life is about progressing. We keep moving forward, and with each new taste of freedom and responsibility, we take another step forward, whether it's down the path we want, well that's up to us.

At The Slab for pizza!!

Okay, enough deep, thoughtful stuff, it's time for a fun story from my birthday.So because my roommates are so incredibly awesome, they surprised me by taking me to a pizza place called The Slab for dinner. Working at The Slab was this kid wearing a beanie and for some reason, I was really infatuated with his beanie. It's not like I really loved the beanie itself....it was actually pretty plain and boring...but for some reason, I just really liked the way his beanie looked on his head! Well a normal person at this point would simply tell the employee "I like your beanie!" Unfortunately for me, I am not a normal person. So instead I pulled out a card that my best friend Kelsey and I made over the summer that says "Hello. I just wanted to inform you that I find you to be very attractive. Thank you and have a nice day. Please be environmentally responsible and reuse this card on the next attractive person you see" and then when the guy brought my roommate, Shalee, and I our pizza, I handed him the card. He silently took it and then returned to the kitchen. It only took a few seconds for all of the employees to be laughing and looking over at us. You know what, he may not have been the most drop dead gorgeous guy, but I'd like to think that I did him a service last night. I mean, nobody likes being stuck at work all night, doing the same thing again and again for hours on end. I just spiced up his night a little bit, gave him something to take home. So mister slab pizza guy, you are very welcome for making your night a little more interesting ;)

So, my roommates just thought this was the greatest thing ever, but I had just given beanie boy the last card I had on my person, so being the creative beings they are, my roommates grabbed some napkins and a sharpie and wrote "Hi, you're extremely attractive. Thank you for blessing the world with your face." And then they each wrote their respective numbers on their napkins, making a pact to give them away by the end of the night. After leaving dinner, we had to make a quick stop to get gas, and as luck would have it, the only other person at the gas station happened to be an incredibly attractive guy. So as Michaela is filling up her car with gas, Chandler opens her door to get a better look at this guy who couldn't be more than ten feet away from us. The four of us in the car are shamelessly staring at this guy and he keeps glancing over at us, obviously aware of our fascination with him. Meanwhile, in the car the conversation is going something like this: "He's attractive!" "Go give him your napkin!" "But it's too early! What if there's someone cuter later?!" "Just do it!" "Well, should I?" etc, etc. Keep in mind, the door is wide open and the guy is undoubtedly within hearing range. Before anyone could muster the courage to get out of the car and surrender their napkin to this guy, Michaela comes around the car, having finished filling up her car and asks why it is the door is open. To our chagrin, it's the cute guy at the next pump over who answers her question. "They were staring at me..." he asserts. This statement causes us all to erupt into a fit of embarrassed giggling within the car, which evidently fueled our drive. With a tremendous leap of courage, Tanisha brazenly hops out of shotgun and runs over to him, forcing her napkin into his hand, saying ever so suavely "TAKE THIS!" Then she runs back to the car and demands that Michaela step on the gas! As if we didn't impress this guy enough with our devilish charm and impeccable flirting, Michaela exits the gas station by driving off the curb! Cherry on top of the cake! Haha so that's basically how my birthday night went! And you know what, I wouldn't change it for anything! It was so much fun and I am so grateful for my incredible roommates! Love those girls with all my heart! And there's certainly never a dull moment when they're around!

Shalee, Michaela, Kelsi, Tanisha, ME, and Chandler after Catching Fire!

A is for....afternoon snack.

By this point in the semester, things have calmed down. I've settled into a routine and know what to expect in each of my classes. While this is in one way nice and relaxing, it can also be incredibly boring. Every week it's the same old thing. Go to lecture, take notes, go to class, take notes, stay up late writing the paper I've known about for weeks but have left for the last minute, skim through the week's reading on my way to lab where a quiz will be waiting, cram for five tests that have somehow all been scheduled for the same two days, etc, etc. Yeah...boring, I know. That's why it's always nice when something unexpected happens. Like free tacos. Yes, free tacos are always nice. Yeah I know that seems silly but as a college student, free food is something to get excited about. Especially when it comes at the most unexpected time.

So this is what happened. In my intro to PR class, we have this rule where we can't use electronics--including computers. I know, seems crazy to have a class in this day and age where you can't use laptops, but hey, what do ya do? Well, because of this rule, there is an accompanying policy that mandates that if any electronic disrupts class, the owner of the "disruption" has to bring treats the next class period. This makes for quite the behavior shift from high school. Back in those days, when someone's phone unexpectedly went off, there was a joint effort from the entire class to cover it up. Fake coughs and sneezes erupted, and the decibel level of talking jumped up exponentially. I mean, after all, we have to stick together cause ain't nobody that wants their phone taken away. (I know that high schools are getting more lax about phones in class, but I grew up with a strict no cell phone policy). Well in this class, because of the treat rule, when a phone, laptop, tablet, etc. makes a noise, the whole class goes silent and an investigation immediately opens up to determine who it is who has to make a Krispy Kreme stop on their way to class the next time. Thus far in the semester, we have only received donuts twice because of this rule, but hey, that's better than nothing. Today in class, we were discussing the lawsuit brought up against Taco Bell about two years ago, claiming that they only used 35% real beef. (If you haven't heard about this previously, you obviously do not eat enough Taco Bell). Well we were just delving into this, when my professor's laptop, which was wired into the surround sound of the classroom, decided to make a "distracting" notification. The class grew silent for a few moments and then we all erupted claiming that he owed us all donuts. He laughed about it and then jokingly said, in light of our discussion, "maybe I'll get you all tacos." We had a good laugh about this and then continued on with the case, forgetting about the interruption to class. About half an hour later, lo and behold, in walks the TA with about six Taco Bell bags full of tacos! Haha I wonder what the people at Taco Bell thought when she ordered 60 tacos!! But umm yeah, talk about the best class ever! That will forever go down as my favorite class period ever, and definitely my favorite professor. 

While we are on the subject of my intro to PR class, I find it relative to inform you of the power I have over you. In that class, we discuss the influence of bloggers all the time. In 2010 there were 135 million blogs (a number that has only increased), and there were about 500,000 Americans who used blogging for their primary source of income. So yeah...if any of you enjoy reading this so much that you'd like to pay me and help get me through school, donations are always welcomed and encouraged :) So basically, blogs are so useful to PR practitioners because if I write here on this blog that Taco Bell's tacos are the most incredible tacos I have ever eaten (they do actually rate pretty high with me), you are more likely to consume Taco Bell. That's right! I have so much power of you and you don't even know it! Well, I guess you know it now, because, you know, I just told you. But you probably don't believe it! So won't it come to a shock to you when I have you completely converted to Taco Bell, Justin Bieber, zebra print, and the color purple:) That's right! I will soon have an army of purple zebra-striped taco eating beliebers! And you will be one of them! ;) Haha k so that's probably never going to happen, but blogs are an incredibly interesting medium! Haha you probably aren't nearly as interested about this kind of stuff as I am, so I will quit droning on about it.

Anyway, thanks for reading! As a prize for having stuck to it all the way to the end, you have won a free Taco Bell taco!!! Congratulations!!! Seem too good to be true? Yeah, that's because it is! Sorry! But hey, I'm in college, what makes you think I have money to buy you a taco? I thrive off of free food, in case you missed that part, in which case you don't deserve a free taco anyway cause you didn't fully read this post! But hey, you should go to Taco Bell and get yourself something nice! You won't regret it! (Just stay off the scale for awhile) ;) Oh, and in case you're wondering, Taco Bell's meat is 88% beef, over twice as much as is federally required to be in a meat product! The rest is like 4% water, 3% special seasonings and blah blah blah....but it's 100% goodness! So log off this blog right now and get yourself a taco!

A is for...average.

Well hello there! And welcome to my blog! If you're wondering why it is that I am starting a blog to begin with, the answer is simple. Peer pressure. Yep. That pesky little thing they try so hard to teach you to avoid in elementary school. Apparently I didn't do so well learning that. Oops! You see, my fantastically feisty roommate, Tanisha started a blog a few weeks ago and it is fabulous! I die laughing every time I read it! Then, just this week, my amazingly adorable roommate, Shalee, started a blog of her own! It is just so darn cute! With these blogs up and running, I couldn't help but formulate every single situation I found myself in, no matter how trivial, into a blog post in my mind! Rather than just keep rewriting the perfect blog post over and over again in my head, I figured I may as well start a blog of my own! After all, everyone else is doing it! ;)

Now let's get one thing straight. I am incredibly average person. You know, the kind of person Disney Channel would love to make a show out of! If you grew up in the same era as me, perhaps you'll remember my all time favorite show, Lizzie McGuire! Basically, the show is just about an "average" teenage girl trying to get through high school, and somehow people love watching it! Sure reeled me in at least! Anyway, that's kind of how I view myself....except I'm done with high school (alleluia!) so now I'm just trying to survive college (ahh!). But nevertheless, my life is average. I'm not an overachiever or an underachiever. I was never really popular but I wasn't a "loser" either. I don't excel at sports by any means, nor do I play any instruments. I don't have an overly exciting life, but I don't think it's terribly boring either. Well, I think you get the picture. Average. That's me. So because of my completely average life, this blog most likely won't be the most exciting of things you'll ever read. I've accepted that. And that's okay. If you want to read a hilarious blog about college life, take a gander at my roommate, Tanisha's blog. And if you want to read a blog about the cutest girl and the cutest family in the entire world, take a look at my roommate, Shalee's blog! (Her blog is private, however, so if you really want to read it, you'll have to take it up with her). But if you're just trying to avoid homework, chores, or the screaming kids in the other room, you are in the right place! I honestly don't know what my blog posts are going to be about, but I'll try to make it worth the four minutes you'll invest in reading them! And as far as procrastinating goes, this blog will be great in assisting with that!

So with as many mental blog posts as I've composed in the past couple of weeks, I have absolutely nothing profound to write about at this moment. So I suppose I'll just leave you with this introduction! But keep an eye out whenever you have a spare minute or just really don't want to write that paper that's due at midnight!


[Special thanks to Tanisha for not hating me for copying her idea to start a blog, and to my best friend Kelsey, who promised to read my blog, therefore encouraging me to start it! (So if you absolutely hate it, blame her! She lives in Rexburg, Idaho if you want to egg her or cut her with a piece of glass or something) Love you guys!]